He was full-on red down to his neck, the bruise leaving a beautifully ugly marred spot on his skin. Not to say his skin was anywhere near perfect-- he was actually covered in a good amount of scars and patches of smoothed tissue from old wounds. He'd been worrying at his lower lip to the point it was red and slightly puffed, and suddenly Dirk was calling him gorgeous. The color in his face went darker.
"Not under the same pretense as you are giving," he offered meekly.
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Date: 2012-12-02 06:05 am (UTC)"Not under the same pretense as you are giving," he offered meekly.